Entertainment: The opening and the official announcement of the national goddess

"Wow, what a beautiful word!" Xu Lan blurted out admiration.

Yang Mi said very proudly: "Yes, this is your daughter, I grind the ink myself, and then Zhang Xiao wrote it myself."

"Amazing!" Xu Lan looked at Zhang Xiao with a smile, nodded in thanks, then looked at Yang Mi and said, "This word is much prettier than your father's."

"That's right, I think so too!" Yang Mi agreed with a grinning nod.

Yang Dingguo, who was standing behind him, twitched the corner of his mouth violently, but did not speak.

Because this is a fact, Zhang Xiao's calligraphy is really good, he even dared to say that it is better than those current masters, at least among the calligraphers he knows, no one is better than Zhang Xiao's calligraphy.

Xu Lan saw the first line on the copybook: ""Mulan Poetry"?"

My heart skipped a beat.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan is a household weaver, and I don't hear the sound of looming looms, but the sigh of a woman."

"Ask the girl what she thinks, ask her what she remembers."

"···"

"···"

"The feet of the male rabbit are fluttering, and the eyes of the female rabbit are blurred. If two rabbits walk side by side, who can tell whether I am male or female!"

It just so happened that Xu Lan was also from the military camp before. Although he was in the art troupe, he still had a very deep affection for the military camp.

So when she saw this poem, she liked it very much.

"I have a heart, I like it very much." Xu Lan carefully put away the rice paper, looked at Zhang Xiao and said with a smile on his face.

Then he looked at Yang Mi and said, "Mimi, take Zhang Xiao to the living room to rest for a while, and I'll have a word with your father."

"Hey, good!" Yang Mi raised her eyebrows, leaned over and covered her mouth with her hands, and whispered in Xu Lan's ear, "Mom, you should talk more about Dad, look at his Bao Gong-like face." Face, what is this for?"

"Okay, I see." Xu Lan said happily with a grin.

Seeing that her mother agreed, Yang Mi took Zhang Xiao's hand with confidence: "Let's go, let's go to the living room to eat some fruit, and our cook will cook, not much worse than you .”

"Then auntie, uncle, I'll go there first." Zhang Xiaolin didn't forget to say hello to the second elder.

"Well, let's go!" Xu Lan nodded with a smile.

And Yang Dingguo didn't even look at Zhang Xiao, just said lightly, "Yeah! ' with a sound.

After the two of them walked away, Xu Lan turned back to look at Yang Dingguo angrily, and asked, "What do you want to do? It's Chinese New Year, when Zhang Xiao comes to the house, you don't even smile or say anything. Who are you showing your face to?"

"Where is it?" Now that there are no outsiders in the study, Yang Dingguo sat down after a quibble, and said, "It's not like you don't know my attitude towards Zhang Xiao, his background..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Lan interrupted him, emphasizing: "I don't care about his background, anyway, I think Zhang Xiao is a good guy."

"Gentle and elegant, and knows how to cook, and has strong kung fu, which matches our Mimi very well, and you also saw Mimi's attitude just now."

"I don't need to say more about how much she likes Zhang Xiao!"

Facing Xu Lan's words, Yang Dingguo fell silent.

How much my daughter likes Zhang Xiao can be seen from the information he sent people to investigate and the news on the Internet.

Yang Dingguo is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart, so he naturally knows that his daughter really likes Zhang Xiao, but what he is concerned about is Zhang Xiao's real background that even the Yang family can't find out.

"Hey···"

After Yang Dingguo sighed, he stood up and walked to the desk, looked down at the "March in the Army" on the rice paper, and said in his heart: "A person who can write such a poem must have a patriotic heart."

After watching "March in the Army" again and thinking about it a lot, Yang Dingguo let go and said, "Didn't I object to that?"

"Yes, you have no objection. For Chinese New Year, they only have a three-day holiday. You can do it yourself!" Xu Lan rolled her eyes and said angrily.

===Chapter 73 The Change of the Father-in-Law at the Family Banquet (Please recommend tickets for collection)===

Then Xu Lan looked at Yang Dingguo and reminded: "Just now, Mimi secretly told me that it's a big Chinese New Year. Zhang Xiao came to my house to celebrate the New Year. You are so dark and silent. Wait a while But it’s not allowed.”

"Okay, okay, I understand." Yang Dingguo responded.

"It's good to know." Xu Lan stood up, straightened her clothes, and said, "Then let's go and see how the lunch preparations are going."

Yang Dingguo finished, silently picked up a cup of tea and sipped it, and said, "You go first!"

"What are you doing again?" Xu Lan looked at Yang Dingguo, frowning.

"It's okay, I'm just adjusting my mentality, you go first!" Yang Dingguo said impatiently.

"Hey, there's really nothing I can do about you!" Xu Lan shook her head helplessly, and said, "Then I'll go there first, it's impossible for neither of us to show up."

"At that time, Zhang Xiao will think that we don't welcome him, so hurry up."

"Okay, I see, it will be over in a few minutes." Yang Dingguo replied.

Xu Lan said with a smile: "Well, for the sake of your son-in-law coming today, you are allowed to drink."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the restaurant first to see the preparations for the dinner.

Yang Dingguo sat on the chair with a melancholy expression and said nothing. He heard the footsteps getting farther and farther away from his ear, until he could not hear them at all, and immediately put down the teacup in his hand.

Suddenly stood up and lay down on the table, carefully looked at the song "March in the Army", and said in admiration: "It's really a good word, a good poem, I have to get someone to frame it quickly."

After making up his mind, he quickly ran to the door and looked around. After making sure that no one was there, he quickly picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"beep···"

After the phone rang a few times, an old voice came.

"Young boy from the Yang family, call me when you celebrate Chinese New Year, what's the matter?"

"Hey, Mr. Qin, as for me, I recently got a pair of good characters. I heard that you have fast and good wood in your hands. Is it pear blossom?" Yang Dingguo asked with a smile.

The old man Qin he was talking about was named Qin Qingfeng, and he was also a calligraphy lover.

"What are you doing?" Qin Qingfeng said a little angrily, "All your little calculations are on my head?"

"hey-hey···"

Yang Dingguo smiled, and said proudly: "Mr. Qin, I didn't blow it up. If you see the words on my hand, I'm sure you will take the initiative to give me that piece of wood, and even decide to help me frame it." stand up."

"For Chinese New Year, your house doesn't set off firecrackers, it's all up to you to blow them out." Qin Qingfeng said angrily.

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you this afternoon." Yang Dingguo said.